A Love Letter for the Dead

People always leave notes so this is mine. My name is Taylor Jessup. I’m a guy, twenty two, and terribly in love. People say true love happens once a lifetime and that when you find it to never let it go, and I didn’t. I held onto it for dear life because it was the only reason I had to live.

Leonardo Emory is the love of my life and the only I will ever have. And it started like any great love story, with an ending. It started with the ending of my first relationship. I was fifteen and though I loved a girl named Lyric. On some levels I did love her but it wasn’t the way she loved me. And soon she realized that I wasn’t reciprocating the feelings she felt. So she left me.

But Leo was there for me. He was the love of my life in every way possible. We liked the same music, games, movies, and even had the same sense of humor. Though, we did have minor differences we were inseparable.

I came out to my family shortly after Lyric left me because I started to realize I didn’t ‘enjoy’ girl’s company like other boys. My family, being religious, was not happy.

My grandmother was furious with me. “Marriage is for making babies and starting a family. Not for the sick things you want.” Those were her exact words.

I, being the ball of attitude and anger I am, responded with “I thought it was for love. I guess I shouldn’t listen to the crap you say when you tell me to marry the girl I love. I will never love a girl in that way.” And after saying that, I left my grandmother standing in our living room and went to my room.

My mother was different. “If that’s what you want then I am fine with it,” she said. I thought everything was good and was happy she seemed to support me. But then she looked at me with sadness and said, “I just wanted better for you.” And with that she left me in my room.

My father ignored it. Almost all my friends already knew. My grandmother never mentioned it again, seeming to have blocked it from her mind. Mom stayed quiet. Everyone was both okay and supportive or didn’t mention it after they found out.

School didn’t change much. I lost one friend but we weren’t close so it didn’t bother me. I had a fight with another who I thought I would be okay with it, but we made up. I only got picked on a little but it didn’t affect me. I was content with life. I had a bit of depression and could have moments where I was more sad than happy but for the most part, I was neutral.

Then Leo transferred to the school. From the moment I saw him I liked him. It was just the way he looked, walked, and smiled at everyone that made me instantly infatuated. The first time we talked I stuttered on my words and blushed terribly. But he just laughed and continued to talk with me.

We had several classes together. My school only offered five periods, but I had four with him. And in each one we sat together. And in each one we passed notes and talked. And in each one I started to like him more and more.

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Author's Note

Hey guys. Cora here and I'm back again. So this is a new story I hjust kinda started writing. I didn't mean to but it just started and I continued it and I already wrote the next chapter for it but I am gonna publish that later. So this is just an intro into the story though it is necessary to read this if you want to undertsand the sotry. Now I just wanted to tell you gusy that my goal as an author is to make an impact on things and bring people to tears and make them feel emotions. So I started this story with the intentions of finishing it very soon. I plan to wwrite all night and continue doing so until I have finished the sotry. Thank you and please let me know what you think.

Love Cora